Desire for you - ALPHA ILAY

RYAN

I had gathered my men, at least only the most important ones.

Tristan, Michael and Kilian were there. We'd told the women that we were having a "guys' night out". When you had girlfriends like Catherine, Maya and Colette, it was hard to talk yourself out of "working" in the evening. Especially as it looked suspicious if you weren't sitting together chatting as usual.

They were all sitting there and to make sure they took the news well, I had already put a glass of bourbon in front of them.

"Okay, Ryan... You were this nervous the last time we had to rescue Catherine. Do you want to tell us what's going on?" Tristan asked me, frowning.

I nodded slightly and tipped my glass down Ex's gullet.

"Oh yes... I can tell you that..." I mumbled to myself and looked at them all.

"Do you remember that night... when we killed Julieth, or rather Ilay, Julieth?" I was filling my glass again when Kilian snatched it away from me and looked at me.

"Oh yes, I remember that only too well," Michael replied with a grin and poked Tristan in the shoulder, "I met Colette there in a strip club," he said.

"Speak up, Ryan," Kilian demanded, leaning back again.

"So ... The guy on the CCTV isn't Ilay, and that wasn't Catherine either ... That was Nael, Ilay's brother and his companion," I explained to them, whereupon Michael choked on his bourbon and coughed violently.

"Damn, he has a brother?" Tristan asked me, confused "What's he doing here?" Michael asked me next.

"If you'd let me finish, I could explain it all to you," I said, rolling my eyes.

Kilian nodded "Go on," he said.

"So, the situation with Ilay sucks and he's here to find a solution for him so that he can get back in touch with Cate," I explained to them "We need Ragnol for that," I involuntarily bit my lower lip and looked at the shocked faces "You're not serious, are you?" Tristan asked me.

They were all shocked and looked at me as if I had done something wrong. "I'm not going to force you to do anything, the question is, who can help me? I have to help him, I owe it to Ilay," I replied. They looked at each other, Kilian frowned.

"Ragnol, who is being held captive by Dimitri in Italy, right?" he asked me and I nodded.

Kilian bit his lower lip and thought for a moment. "Maybe no one has to die... but it won't be easy either," he said and took out his mobile phone.

"What are you up to?" I asked him, confused, when I heard his phone ring.

"The Silvestre pack is in Italy. I'm calling a colleague of mine," he finally said.

Okay, I hadn't expected that.

"Hey, it's Kilian, sorry to bother you so late at night... My mate and I have a problem here and need something from you, it's about Ragnol the Warlock... Can you lead us to Dimitri without us having to kill anyone?" Kilian asked, remaining quiet for a moment.

"That could be difficult, but nothing is impossible, I'll speak to my father," I heard a male voice on the other end of the line say.

"Right, thanks, I'll talk to you later," Kilian said and hung up.

"Who was that?" I asked him, confused.

"Oh... Nair Silvestre, a friend. I'll tell you the rest of the story in a different way," Kilian said and winked at me.

"So... If it doesn't work out with your mate, then we'll have to go looking for him anyway," I said when Kilian's phone rang less than two seconds later.

"Yes?" Kilian asked.

"Well, I've spoken to my father. Dimitri owes him something, you can come round, we'll go and see him together," he said over the phone.

"Very good, thank you Nair. You have something good with us," said Kilian and hung up.

"That's the advantage of cultivating your relationships," he said with a grin and looked at us.

My heart dropped and I just stared at Kilian "You really have something good with me," I said with a grin and slapped him on the shoulder.

Who would have thought that a random visit from Kilian could be the solution to all my problems? I hope so.

NAEL

I checked into the suite with Delilah "You can have the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa," I said to her and put the suitcases down.

I just hoped that it wouldn't be too much longer before we were on our way to Italy.

Chris always kept me up to date, one of my men was travelling the human world looking for a suitable woman, but so far without success.

It wasn't that easy to seek out a woman every time and try to get to know her. Technically, it was almost impossible in one day.

Delilah put her things down and walked to the large window overlooking New Orleans: "This looks very nice..." she said, looking at me again.

"Yes, the neighbourhood here is really beautiful," I replied and stood next to her.

"What did you talk to Ryan about?" she finally asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders and leant back against the window. "Nothing but the truth... I explained to him what he'd done and convinced him to help us," he finally said.

She frowned in confusion: "Help us?"

"Well, something is required to get to Ragnol... He'll get it," I said, not wanting to give her any more explanations.

She finally nodded and looked out of the window "Your brother makes my stomach ache," she whispered softly, which made me smile "You're not the only one," I finally said to her and took off my jacket.

I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt, walked to the minibar and took out a can of Coke.

"Do you want one too?" I asked her and handed her a can, which she gratefully accepted.

"What are we going to do all day?" she asked me and sat down on the leather sofa with her legs crossed.

Her black dress reached just above her knees and her perfectly shaped legs were exposed.

"You said you wanted a massage and the spa," I said and dropped down next to her.

She sipped her Coke and looked at me again "I thought we were on a rescue mission and not a spa trip?" she asked me with a smile and tilted her head.

"Well, I think Ilay has kept us on our toes long enough, we can take a little break before we continue. Ryan's hotel has a spa with sauna and massages ... Sounds tempting, doesn't it?" I wink at her and she has to laugh.

"I don't have a swimming costume with me..."

"I had a chambermaid pack it for you, see for yourself." I had booked the hotel room before we left and had seen what was included. I thought it would be a good idea to relax with her for a day after all the stress. It was the calm before the storm, because the worst was yet to come.

"Good, you've convinced me. I'll change in the bathroom," she finally said, got up and went to her suitcase.

She took out her black bikini and ran into the bathroom. I also got out a swimming costume and quickly changed in the room and put on my bathrobe.

When she came out, she also had a bathrobe on and we walked out of the suite to the lift together.

The lift was relatively small compared to everything else, so we were quite close. I had to smile because she was a head shorter than me.

At that moment, she looked up at me and looked me in the eye "Is something wrong?" she asked me, to which I shook my head "No, everything's fine".

PLING

The lift door opened and we went straight to the spa area. We went for a massage first and both had our backs massaged.

We both lay face down on a massage table while the masseuses massaged our backs.

Delilah moaned softly, "That feels so good," she mumbled to herself, clearly enjoying the massage.

"Tell me about it," I said, letting myself fall and trying to relax.

After what felt like an eternity, the massage was over and we sat up. She looked at me beaming "What would you like next?" I asked her and had to pull myself together to keep my eyes on her face.

"Hmm, how about the sauna?" she asked me.

I frowned "Sauna? But we'd have to go in there naked..." I said sheepishly, feeling like a little boy.

She shrugged her shoulders "I've always wanted to go to a sauna," she replied and practically ran away from me.

I followed her as she ducked into a changing room and went straight into the sauna from there.

Damn... Now I really needed self-control.

The last time I had anything to do with a woman was with my partner... The sympathy I had developed for Delilah wasn't very helpful in this respect, on the contrary.

I had no choice, because she was probably already in the sauna, so I followed her. When I arrived at the sauna, Delilah was already sitting on her bath towel.

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than for the light bulb in the lamp to give up the ghost.

The heat was almost oppressive.

I had sat down an arm's width away from Delilah so that I could stare at the wall in her place and had also spread out my towel on the bench.

I was so damn uncomfortable. Sitting in the sauna with other women had never been a problem for me, but being here with her was a challenge.

"This is wonderful," Delilah murmured, glancing over at me.

I bit my lower lip and nodded slightly, "Yes, it is," I didn't dare look at her and apparently she noticed my discomfort.

"You act like you've never seen a naked woman before," she said suddenly, making me sit up and take notice.

"Excuse me?" I asked her, looking her in the EYES.

I wasn't allowed to look down at her.

"You've only just come into the sauna and you're already blushing," she giggled, stretching her arms out on the top seat and leaning her head back.

"Well, I don't want you to call me a pervert then..." I finally said, raising my eyebrows.

"Hm, well, I don't see it like that."

"Then how do you see it?" I asked her in amazement and was now curious to hear her answer.

"Of course, I would say? After all, we were born naked too and with all the tattoos you at least have an advantage," she looked at me at me and scrutinised my upper body.

"Well, then at least I don't have to feel guilty," I finally said and looked at her too.

Everything about her was just perfect... Her beautiful face, the wonderfully full lips, her eyes... and then there were her breasts - game over.